Love is the greatest refreshment in life.

Love is the greatest refreshment in life.

Love is whatever you can still betray. Betrayal can only happen if you love.

Love is whatever you can still betray. Betrayal can only happen if you love.

You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,rnLove like you'll never be hurt,rnSing like there's nobody listening,rnAnd live like it's heaven read more

You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,rnLove like you'll never be hurt,rnSing like there's nobody listening,rnAnd live like it's heaven on earth.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That read more

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for, unexpected- in so far as it could read more

This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for, unexpected- in so far as it could be a matter of conscious awareness; it took entire possession of him, and he understood, with joyous amazement, that this was for life.

Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.

Speak to me of love,
said St Francis to
the almond tree,
and the tree blossomed.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, read more

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth read more

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die.

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third read more

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.